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To the Queen of my Heart, from the King of Nowhere |
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I have watched you arming, and how you wave your sword in the air |
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Always fighting the shadows as they move behind you, |
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And the beating wings that hover around you... |
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To the queen of my heart, from the king of nowhere |
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It's a shallow sky that holds us in; you can reach right out |
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And touch the edge with just one outstretched hand and feel |
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The dark come closing in. |
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And there's nowhere far enough away from here |
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The ringing ears and the closing air, and the cities and deserts all beat the same |
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The radio waves crackle and phase, the satellites spinning slowly round. |
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The radar towers search and call |
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To the Queen of my Heart, from the King of Nowhere... |
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This is the great world calling to the last crusader |
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In the rush of the lifeblood coming out of the sunrise... |
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And you're the Queen of my Heart... and I'm the King of Nowhere. |
